The lounge area of the Heights Alliance was mostly free of students, save for Bakugou (who was reading a manga on the couch), Kirishima, Kaminari and Sero (who were fairly invested in a really whack game of 'Go Fish' that the three of them were playing on the floor).

"Hey, Bakugou, do you think you can cook mini sausages using tiny explosions from your hands?" Silence fell across the common room as Kaminari spoke.

Bakugou was the first to break it. "Can I what?"

"Cook mini sausages? On your hands? With little baby explosions?" Kaminari asked again, twiddling his thumbs.

"Of course not, dumbass. How the fuck did you even get that idea?" The explosive teen huffed, unimpressed as he returned to his manga. Kaminari pulled out a box of mini sausages with a weak chuckle. The game of 'Go Fish' was forgotten as Sero and Kirishima focused on the conversation between their two friends, heads following whoever was speaking as though they were watching a very interesting tennis match.

"Please?"

"Oh fuck no!" Bakugou spat, letting the manga slip form his hand and folding his arms over his chest. "That ain't happening, Sparkplug!"

"Why not give it a try, man?" Kirishima reasoned, "Can't knock it 'til you try it, Bakugou."

"Unless you don't think you have enough self control to do something so delicate." Sero teased, knowing that the only way to get Bakugou to do anything was to damage his pride.

"Guh, fine!" Bakugou snapped, tossed his manga aside and made to snatch a sausage up. "Give me a shitty sausage!"

Bakugou dropped the small sausage into his palm and held his hand out flat. He let tiny sparks crackle over his hand, popping and fizzing as they came in contact with the sausage, but didn't show signs of cooking it at all. Bakugou growled and increased the intensity of his explosions only for the sausage to explode into little meaty bits.

"Dammit! Gimme another sausage!"

"You could try saying 'please'." Sero pointed out.

"Fuck you." Bakugou held out his hand towards Kaminari, "Another sausage, now!"

"Okay, okay!" Kaminari hastily dropped the sausage in Bakugou's smoking palm which was glimmering with sweat. He took in a breath quietly and activated his quirk again, this time the popping and sparking much weaker than his first attempt. As the sausage began to sizzle, Kaminari, Kirishima and Sero shared amazed expressions while Bakugou wore a smirk of pride.

"See? Told'cha I coul-" The moment Bakugou shifted his focus the sausage fell to the ground and he swore loudly. "FUCK!"

"You practically had it that time!"

"GIMME ANOTHER SAUSAGE!"

"Coming up!" Kaminari tossed another sausage to Bakugou, who once again let tiny explosions jump at the meat in his hand.

With his brow furrowed in concerntration, slowly but surely, the sausage began to sizzle in Bakugou's hand once more. Keeping his temperament level and his explosions to the barest minimum, Bakugou nudged the sausage with his thumb to roll it over.

Kaminari, Kirishima and Sero watched in awe as the sausage sizzled in Bakugou's palm.

"Dude..."

"I didn't think it would actually work." Kaminari gulped weakly.

"Neither did I." Sero agreed, eying the subtle, but proud smile curling at the corners of Bakugou's lips.

Bakugou tossed the mini sausage into his mouth, ignoring the protests and indignant cries of the others.

"Serves you idiots right." he grumbled as he chewed. "Should have been spicier." He added, more as a note to himself.

"Hey, guys! Something smells good!" Ashido had just entered the lounge area, along with the rest of the 1-A girls. "Bakugou cooking something?"

"You could say that." Kirishima grinned. Bakugou wiped his greasy hands on his sweatpants.